ThereforeSheolhas enlargedits throatand openedits mouthwithoutmeasure;And Jerusalem's splendor,her multitude,her din[of revelry] and the jubilantwithin her, descend[into it].
"Be on guard,sothat your heartswill not be weighted downwith dissipationand drunkennessand the worriesof life,and that daywill not comeon you suddenlylikea trap;
"Furthermore,winebetraysthe haughtyman,So that he does not stayat home.He enlargeshis appetitelike Sheol,And he is like death,neversatisfied.He also gathersto himself allnationsAnd collectsto himself allpeoples.
Sheol,and the barrenwomb,Earththat is neversatisfiedwith water,And firethat neversays,"Enough."
"Enterthroughthe narrowgate; for the gateis wideand the wayis broadthat leadsto destruction,and thereare manywho enterthroughit.
Sheoland Abaddonare neversatisfied,Norare the eyesof manever satisfied.
Let deathcomedeceitfullyupon them; Let them godownaliveto Sheol,For evilis in their dwelling,in their midst.
For Tophethhas longbeen ready,Indeed,it has been preparedfor the king.He has madeit deepand large,A pyreof firewith plentyof wood;The breathof the LORD,like a torrentof brimstone,setsit afire.
"Sheolfrom beneathis excitedover you to meetyou when you come;It arousesfor you the spiritsof the dead,allthe leadersof the earth;It raisesallthe kingsof the nationsfrom their thrones.
they were eating,they were drinking,they were marrying,they were being given in marriage,untilthe daythat Noahenteredthe ark,and the floodcameand destroyedthem all.
My mindreels,horroroverwhelmsme; The twilightI longedfor has been turnedfor me into trembling.
Let us swallowthem alivelike Sheol,Even whole,as those who godownto the pit;
As sheepthey are appointedfor Sheol;Deathshall be their shepherd;And the uprightshall ruleover them in the morning,And their formshall be for Sheolto consumeSothat they have nohabitation.
That same nightBelshazzarthe Chaldeankingwas slain.
Liketangledthorns,And like those who are drunkenwith their drink,They are consumedAs stubblecompletelywithered.
Your pomp[and] the musicof your harpsHave been broughtdownto Sheol;Maggotsare spreadout [as your bed] beneathyou And wormsare your covering.'
The gaietyof tambourinesceases,The noiseof revelersstops,The gaietyof the harpceases.
The timehas come,the dayhas arrived.Let not the buyerrejoicenorthe sellermourn;for wrathis againstalltheir multitude.
